Despite the title, I don't drink bleach.
Clearly.
However, it beckons during those moments of dingy gray. They don't happen often and are quite fleeting. Normally, those moments are tied to something work related or high-pitched/nails-down-the-chalkboard related.
Those two instances are not mutually exclusive.
At least, not in advertising. Well not in any job really.

Regardless, this particular moment hit sometime this weekend.
So here I am.
Searching for a free therapy session - to me by me.

Let's lie on the couch shall we?